If a war truly broke out, then Xuanyuan Ye would have to go back to the front lines. And if that happens, then Ruan Ji can't tell what kind of butterfly effect this could lead to. Ruan Ji can't tell whether Xuanyuan Ye would be safe or not either.
'Should I help him in realizing things earlier this time? Let's see where the water flows first…'
"Long live Your Highness the Crown Prince! You've graced us with your presence!" Grandpa Ruan was almost standing up, to vow down and pay his respects like all others present.
But Nie Zhen dismissed him with a wave of hand as he smiled, "It's Old Master Ruan's birthday today. I only came here bringing the presents sent personally by His Majesty the Emperor, no need to stand on formalities."
"Please take a seat, Your Highness! I'll personally visit the Palace and thank His Majesty!" Grandpa Ruan invited him to sit down for a chat, and he accepted the gesture and took his seat beside Xuanyuan Ye, handshaking with him and chatting.
